One of my persistently favourite images of the last weeks, giving much inspiration to viewing a film I still haven't seen (although the underlying texts are very familiar). Two things I deeply enjoy about this posting, apart from the quality of the photo, per se, are (i) a rapport which may be one's own fault, between the flowers in the Pentreath and the feeling here, and (ii) the photograph's great balancing of delicate discernment and resolution in the gesture, and the implicit precision and capacity to wound in the implement. The thing should not be picked up without that consciousness ~ as no one needs to be told, after this photograph.

Thank you L! There are so many images found in the film that will provide constant inspiration. If you feel the way you do about this image you most certainly will not be disappointed, in fact I KNOW you will love it.